Journey of the Heart

THAT   That, which Gives each breath we take, Which we can neither save or fake. That, which Shines as gentle as a dove, Through the eyes of those we love. That, which Gifts us each new day, Delighting in our diverse, creative play. That, Omnipresent listening ear,  Which comforts us and calms our fears. That, which Lovingly clothes,  Every lily and fragrant rose. That, which Gives with loving hand, Without judgement, revenge or command. That, Eternal Grace,  Awaiting our surrender and embrace. That, which Encompasses All, The good, the bad, the great, the small. That, which with Unseen Hand,  Guides us through stormy waters to dry land. That, which Knows there's no mistakes,  Trusting life which gives and takes.  That, which Gives free will to all,  Watching great waves rise and fall. That, Essential Life itself,  Which in silent stillness can be felt.  That, without beginning or end,  Our own True Essence and Forever Friend. ...

Rest She learned to rest and not react,  instead of later regret and retract. So instead of surfing the passing wave,  she silently swam deep into a cave.  The cave was as it had always been,  silent, peaceful and serene.  She rested there to catch the vibe  of peace and calm and love inside.  So, when she spoke, her words were pure,  filled with love and patient endure.  And the wave returned to the Infinite Sea,  forgotten and passed into history. But instead of another wave to climb,  the calm remained for quite some time. She rested in this newfound joy  and sometimes saw waves passing by. Her joy deepened, how she wished it would last; although some waves still swept her into the past.    But things are different now,  for she knew her way home, to the silent cave beneath the foam.  She would rest there, deep within,  until she felt calm again. And when she felt ready, she would follow the sound...